Mule Train Songtext
von Gene Autry
Mule Train Songtext
(J. Lange, H. Heath & F. Glickman)
Mule train!, (Haw!), mule train! (*)
Clipity-clopin′ over hill and plain
Seems as how they never stop
Clipity-clop, clipity-clop
Clipity-clipity, clipity-clipity
Clipity-clopin along.
There's a plug of chawin′ tabaccer
For a rancher in Corona
A guitar for a cowboy
Way out in Arizona
A dress of Calico
For a pretty Navajo
Git along mule, git along.
Mule train!, (Haw!), mule train! (*)
Clipity-clopin' along the mountain range
Soon they're gonna reach the top
Clipity-clop, clipity-clop
Clipity-clipity, clipity-clipity
Clipity-clopin′ along.
There′s some cotton, thread and needles
For the folks a-way out yonder
A shovel for a miner
Who left his home to wander
Some rhumatism pills
For the settlers in the hills
Git along mule, git along.
Mule train!, (Haw!), mule train! (*)
Clipity-clopin' thru the wind and the rain
They′ll be goin' till they drop
Clipity-clop, clipity-clop
Clipity-clipity, clipity-clipity
Clipity-clopin′ along.
There's a letter full of sadness
It′s black around the border
A pair of boots for someone
Who had 'em made to order
A bible in the pack
For the Reverend Mr. Black
Git along mule, git along...
Note: [*] = Whip/Pop sound
Mule train!, (Haw!), mule train! (*)
Clipity-clopin′ over hill and plain
Seems as how they never stop
Clipity-clop, clipity-clop
Clipity-clipity, clipity-clipity
Clipity-clopin along.
There's a plug of chawin′ tabaccer
For a rancher in Corona
A guitar for a cowboy
Way out in Arizona
A dress of Calico
For a pretty Navajo
Git along mule, git along.
Mule train!, (Haw!), mule train! (*)
Clipity-clopin' along the mountain range
Soon they're gonna reach the top
Clipity-clop, clipity-clop
Clipity-clipity, clipity-clipity
Clipity-clopin′ along.
There′s some cotton, thread and needles
For the folks a-way out yonder
A shovel for a miner
Who left his home to wander
Some rhumatism pills
For the settlers in the hills
Git along mule, git along.
Mule train!, (Haw!), mule train! (*)
Clipity-clopin' thru the wind and the rain
They′ll be goin' till they drop
Clipity-clop, clipity-clop
Clipity-clipity, clipity-clipity
Clipity-clopin′ along.
There's a letter full of sadness
It′s black around the border
A pair of boots for someone
Who had 'em made to order
A bible in the pack
For the Reverend Mr. Black
Git along mule, git along...
Note: [*] = Whip/Pop sound
Writer(s): Johnny Lange, Hy Heath, Fred Glickman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com